the great southern trendkill

Singer:pantera

it's wearing on my mind

i'm speaking all my doubts aloud

you rob a dead mans grave

then flaunt it like you did create

if i hit bottom and everythings gone

in the great mississippi

please drown me and run

it's digging time again

you're nurturing the weakest trend

those with the heart and the brain to get past this

can spot a pathetic without even asking

fuck your magazine

and fuck the long dead plastic scene

pierce a new hole

if hell was in" you'd give your soul

Lyric Context: the great southern trendkill - pantera